The Flood – A Love Sonnet
This year substantial April showers came
The banks unseasonably steep yearned for
Prolonged deluges of torrential rain
For thirty days it rain, probably more
The first day of May the sun woke from his sleep
Gnat’s danced golden winged amidst sparkling leaves
In flooded meadows swans grazed as if sheep
Daisy lakes grew from rivulet land thieves
We picked our way along sodden pathway
Climbed over stiles and kissed at each gate
You clouded my mind in the late sun haze
Your river of passion, my blissful state
You are my April of reviving showers
May rivers of love. My meadow flowers
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